Lin Yi picked up his sword.

He threw the iron rod in his hand at the Winter Cloud Sword Academy cultivator who had broken his leg.

This iron rod may have been very heavy for an ordinary cultivator, but it was still too light for him, completely incomparable to that Zhenhe Tower Heart, and it was too short to be of much use.

Looking at the iron rod that smashed not far in front of him, the three cultivators of the Winter Cloud Sword Academy were silent.

The anger in their eyes and hearts dissipated.

Not because of cowardice and fear, but because they knew in their hearts that even if their senior brother and Lin Yi had a fair chance to fight, they would probably lose in the hands of Lin Yi as easily as they did.

It is normal to be defeated in front of the battle, and in that kind of battle formation, if they are defeated in close quarters, their senior brother may also die on the spot.

The cultivator of the Winter Cloud Sword Academy who was supporting Han Qiuyan could still make a move, but he didn't have to make a move, because he couldn't be Lin Yi's opponent.

"We lost. ”

He took a deep breath, bowed slightly to Lin Yi, and said, "But if we lose, it doesn't mean that this Winter Cloud Sword Academy is defeated, and our people from the Winter Cloud Sword Academy will definitely look for you again." ”

"Is this necessary?"

Lin Yi smiled self-deprecatingly, he was a little rude and didn't look at the three cultivators of the Winter Cloud Sword Academy, his gaze crossed their heads and fell to the Northern Wei army in the distance behind them, "This is not a fair duel between our cultivators from beginning to end, unless you can make your army retreat, it is interesting to say such things... Whether I can survive tomorrow is not certain, and what will I talk about later. ”

This cultivator of the Winter Cloud Sword Academy's face stiffened slightly.

He couldn't argue with it.

The faces of these three cultivators of the Winter Cloud Sword Academy gradually became a little ashamed, of course they could not make the entire army retreat, even if they added their senior brothers, they were insignificant to this Northern Wei army.

Tens of thousands of people are attacking the city, and tens of thousands of main troops will come, and the other party is only a few thousand people defending the city, no matter what means are used to defend the city, the reason is enough, then their anger at the beginning seems to have little reason in the first place.

The three of them were silent, including Guo Qiuyan, who had a broken leg, and bowed seriously, and then retreated.

When leaving, Guo Qiuyan didn't pick up the iron rod on the ground after all.

......

"Dongyun Sword Academy is Dongyun Sword Academy, victory is victory, defeat is defeat, losing is not losing, and not losing courtesy. "Among the Northern Wei army, one is very luxurious, not like a man in a gorgeous costume who came to visit the scenery of the Southern Dynasties.

He was born white, he didn't look burly, and he gave people the impression of being pampered, but his spirit was flying, but his attitude was uninhibited, and in the admiration, he clapped his hands, "This Southern Dynasty Lin Yi is also a good son, which of you is going to kill him for me?"

Although the pictures of Lin Yi's battles were terrifying, even the three Dongyun Sword Academy cultivators who were defeated didn't think that this could change the fate of Zhongli City, not to mention the main army that would come soon, that is, among the tens of thousands of troops now, there were many cultivators who were too much stronger than them, and aside from the Divine Mind Realm cultivators among them, there were many people who didn't think that Lin Yi was invincible.

"I'll go. ”

As soon as the man in gorgeous clothes finished speaking, a cultivator in a black shirt walked forward quietly.

The entire army fell silent suddenly.

Most of the Northern Wei soldiers did not recognize the black-shirted cultivator, but they recognized the flowers embroidered on the black shirt on the cultivator's body.

When Lord Demon Sect unified many ascetic sects and tribes in the Northern Desert, and when he brought his disciples to Luoyang, he was wearing a black shirt like this.

There are very few flowers on the northern desert, and it is impossible to have overlapping flowers.

The flowers that bloom in the desert exist only in the imagination of the people in the desert, or more appropriately, in their beautiful hopes.

The Demon Sect ended countless years of strife and pinned their hopes on a better one.

They dedicated the flowers to the Demon Sect that they respected so much, and then this flower became the symbol of the Demon Sect.

Embroidered with flowered clothes and armor have always been the most honorable gifts, given by the Demon Sect to those cultivators and soldiers who deserve his appreciation.

Although this cultivator was unfamiliar to the vast majority of the sergeants in this Northern Wei army, and he didn't even know his name, he must be brave and powerful to be able to wear such clothes and be appreciated by the Demon Sect.

Countless eyes full of envy and awe blessed this cultivator.

This cultivator looked to be only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, his facial features were very delicate, much like a civil official, his hands were not any weapons, and his walking speed was not very fast.

However, with the blessing of these gazes, even those ordinary Southern Dynasty soldiers on the northern wall instantly felt the difference in this Northern Wei cultivator who came out of the battle.

"Ten thousand volumes of caves, Lou Lingyun. ”

No one thought that this cultivator's figure was special, but when he arrived not far in front of Lin Yi, everyone suddenly realized that he was half a head taller than Lin Yi, and they didn't know why he didn't give people an amazing height before, he bowed to Lin Yi calmly and said, "Come and receive the teaching." ”

Lin Yi had even fought with the disciples of the Demon Sect, of course he knew very well the meaning of these flowers, he took a deep breath, his expression gradually became solemn, and then bowed down and said, "Please." ”

A crackling sound exploded between him and Lou Lingyun.

Lou Lingyun's body rushed up like an arrow from the string, because it was too fast, the black clothes on his body were torn back like a banner by the strong wind, and the corners of his clothes floating at the back of his body were raised, giving people an illusion like a thin sheet of gold and iron.

It's hard to describe his speed in words, he's just an arrow step, and before the cracking sound of breaking the air sounds, he has already arrived in front of Lin Yi.

He was just an arrow step, a punch and a punch towards Lin Yi, but before that, a unique True Yuan power had already arrived with the wind and landed on Lin Yi's body.

More than a dozen strands of True Yuan quietly rushed into Lin Yi's body, like thin ropes, passing through Lin Yi's meridians, binding his body from the inside.

Lin Yi Huoran raised his head!

His foot also stomped on the ground fiercely, and the blood in his body swept through the meridians like a river that burst the embankment, instantly breaking all these thin cords.

A majestic force arose from within him and converged on his fist.

Unaffected, he threw a punch out.

There was a loud bang.

Fist and fist meet.

The clothes on the two of them made an unpleasant explosion, and a circle of qi visible to the naked eye exploded on the fists of the two.

Both were pushed backwards by a powerful force and shook out.

It's just that Lin Yi's fists are very hard, while Lou Lingyun's fists are fragile compared to him.

A cracking sound of bones continued to sound on Lou Lingyun's fist.

Lou Lingyun's breathing stopped, his face turned pale, and his brows furrowed deeply from the intense pain, but there was not much surprise in his eyes.

When his true element methods were completely ineffective and had no effect on the other party at all, he had already predicted such a result.